Chapter 300 Design

"Good! We promise you!"

A deep abyss gate demon gritted his teeth and, seeing someone taking the lead, the other demon cultivators couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

No one wants to die, especially since the concept of demon cultivators is to prioritize themselves.

"When can we be transported?" Qin Jun asked, impatient to rescue the little candle dragon.

"The teleportation gate has not been completed yet. We'll have to wait another day," the leading demon cultivator gritted his teeth.

Qin Jun narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Don't try any tricks, or I'll make you wish you were dead!"

"Yes..."

The abyss gate demon cultivators quickly began to continue building the teleportation gate, while Qin Jun walked towards the nearby tables and chairs, followed closely by Yuan Hong and Lei Zhenzi.

The ancient lamp above the stone gate was shocked to hear this, never expecting that Qin Jun would actually want to go to the headquarters of the abyss gate.

It seems that the demonic path is about to change!

"Well, it's best to let him and the abyss gate fight to the death!" The ancient lamp thought to himself, then turned and left, preparing to instruct the disciples not to enter the underground square to avoid innocent casualties.

Today is destined to be restless for him.

...

When Liu Bowen and the others returned to Shousha City with a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and dozens of children from the Four Gods Sect, the whole city was in an uproar, and everyone looked at the heavenly soldiers with admiration.

"Are those the heavenly soldiers who destroyed the Four Gods Sect? How mighty!"

"Which one is Yuan Hong? I admire him so much!"

"Is a monkey demon worth your admiration?"

"If you have one-thousandth of his strength, I'll let you pick!"

"Why didn't we see Lord Junqing?"

The cultivators discussed one after another. After a day of publicity, the battle of the Four Gods Sect had become a topic that no cultivator could shake off.

Back at the city lord's mansion, Liu Bowen went straight to You Fenghuang.

"Miss You, can you buy a teleportation gate?" Liu Bowen got straight to the point.

The teleportation gate was one of the tasks given to him by Qin Jun, to establish a space teleportation between the Great Qin Kingdom and Shousha City as soon as possible. Only with more manpower could they further expand their influence.

You Fenghuang instantly guessed his intention and nodded, "There should be one at the auction house. I'll have someone go buy it."

"The higher the grade, the better. The spirit stones are not a problem," Liu Bowen instructed. Of course, he didn't dare to be too high-handed, because although You Fenghuang had not yet officially become Qin Jun's consort, it was a foregone conclusion.

You Fenghuang nodded and asked, "Does he have any other requests?"

"No, His Majesty just needs us to accumulate strength and wait for him to return to attack and conquer the city," Liu Bowen said with a smile, then turned and left, no longer disturbing You Fenghuang's reading.

You Fenghuang shook her head and smiled. This guy, Qin Jun, was no longer the young lord of the capital, but a mighty emperor of his own.

...

A day passed quickly.

Qin Jun opened his eyes from his cultivation state and asked, "Has the day arrived?"

His tone was somewhat impatient, clearly fed up with waiting.

Yuan Hong disappeared from his original position and then brought a demon cultivator who was standing near the teleportation gate to Qin Jun, several meters away.

"Is it ready?" Qin Jun asked, twisting his neck. Facing his gaze, the demon cultivator trembled and said, "Yes, it's being installed with spirit stones."

His words brightened Qin Jun's eyes. Finally, it's ready!

The underground square was dimly lit, uncomfortable like a dungeon. He had long wanted to leave.

And that ancient lamp, how uncooperative! It didn't even bring a bed down!

Qin Jun complained in his heart, then walked towards the teleportation gate.

The gate was five meters high, made of two mysterious iron pillars. The demon cultivators were installing spirit stones, leaving only thirteen slots.

Qin Jun noticed that the iron pillars were covered with strange runes, making it dizzying to look at.

In fact, the teleportation gate was also a formation. Relying solely on two pillars and spirit stones would not be enough for spatial teleportation. The formation had to be incorporated, and spatial formations were extremely difficult to understand. Even a lifetime of study might not lead to any insight, which was one of the important reasons why teleportation gates were rare.

Soon, the installation of the spirit stones was completed, and a demon cultivator activated the teleportation gate. A blue net appeared between the two iron pillars, as if lightning was flowing, dazzling and magnificent.

At this moment, Lei Zhenzi suddenly moved. Like a phantom, he swiftly flashed behind each demon cultivator and struck a palm on their backs, leaving them frightened.

"I have placed a restriction on you. If it's not lifted within three days, you will all die! And only I can lift it!" Lei Zhenzi said in a deep voice, frightening the demon cultivators, who immediately knelt down. Qin Jun was quite interested in this restriction; it was a skill for extracting information and preventing escape!

The demon cultivators remained crouched on the ground, and it seemed that there were no traps in the teleportation gate.

"Let's go! Let's go in!" Qin Jun summoned his Purple Gold Emperor Armor and Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear. In case there was danger on the other side, he was ready to fight at any time.

"Your Majesty, we can go in ourselves. You should stay here," Yuan Hong said as he walked up to Qin Jun. Qin Jun waved him off, making Yuan Hong smile helplessly, feeling a warmth in his heart.

They had advised him more than once, but Qin Jun insisted on following. He claimed that his beloved was in danger, and he couldn't sit and wait for the outcome. They would live and die together.

And so, with Yuan Hong in the lead, Qin Jun in the middle, and Lei Zhenzi bringing up the rear, the three of them stepped into the teleportation gate.

After they disappeared, the demon cultivators slowly stood up.

"Are we sure the destination for the teleportation is confirmed?" the leading demon cultivator asked the others in a deep voice.

"It's confirmed. We guarantee they will have no place to bury their bodies!" a demon cultivator gritted his teeth.

As for the prohibition issued by Lei Zhenzi, they didn't care about it. They had only been pretending before.

The ones sent to search for the demon lord of Death Valley were actually death warriors cultivated by the Abyss Gate, solely devoted to the interests of the Abyss Gate.

"Hmph! Qin Emperor! Your biggest flaw is your arrogance!"

The leading demonic cultivator said coldly, his face filled with madness.

As long as the three of them, Qin Jun, died, what harm would it do to have them buried with him?

Just then, the ancient lamp suddenly appeared in the center of the square, startling them into instinctively taking out their magical instruments. But upon seeing that it was the ancient lamp, they couldn't help but relax. The leading demonic cultivator was about to speak when a terrifying killing intent burst forth from the ancient lamp's eyes. With a bang, an invisible soul impact turned tangible and surged in all directions, sweeping over everyone. The pupils of the Abyss Gate's demonic cultivators instantly lost their luster.

In an instant, their souls were shattered by the ancient lamp, never to have the chance to reincarnate.

"I can't resist the Underworld Palace, so how could I not deal with your Abyss Gate?"

The ancient lamp sneered, and as he spoke, he struck out with his right palm, directly shattering the teleportation gate. The resulting gust of wind swept towards him, his expression chilling to the extreme.

"Qin Jun, let yourself die in the demonic path! Hahaha—"

His arrogant laughter echoed in the underground square for a long time. His shadow was reflected on the wall by the lamplight, gradually elongating, resembling a demon.

Three hundred chapters already, time really flies.

(End of this chapter)

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